Chapter 4

She laid on the ground and she stared up at the incredibly gorgeous man that had saved her, she took his strong looking hand and stood up in one quick motion, eager to get away from Parker as quickly as she could.

Parker, who was scared shitless from seeing the anger and desire to see him in incredible amounts of pain, from the man in front of him, stood still. He didn't want to make any sudden moves in case it made it worse.

"You know this guy?" Angelus asked Buffy who was still holding onto his hand from helping her stand up. He didn't dare look at Buffy for fear of the bastard in front of him would run away.

Buffy looked at Parker and chose her answer carefully. Did she want to say yes, and be ready to face that part of her life? Or did she want to say no, and completely lie to the man that had just rescued her?

"I used to," she told him with a shameful tone in her voice.

"Were you one of his prostitutes?" Angelus immediately asked with no remorse in his voice.

She wasn't sure what she was madder at, him for asking it and assuming that she was, or her for putting herself in the situation to be asked that question? She shrugged it off and simply answered, "No," she paused, "I was his girlfriend once upon a time,"

"A bitchy, whiney, pathetic excuse for a girlfriend I might add," Parker shouted as he stood up and forgot about the six foot one male standing next to him.

"Fuck you! Like you were a good boyfriend! You fucking put me in the hospital for a week!" she screamed at the top of her lungs, not caring that anyone could hear. He started to step toward her with a new found anger and rage in his system, when Angelus punched him square in the face, knocking him to the ground.

Angelus pulled out his gun from his pants and aimed it right between Parker's eyes. He cocked back the hammer and put his finger on the trigger.

"Don't kill him!" Buffy said as she put her hand on Angelus' raised arm.

Angelus was confused. He thought that she'd be the one who wanted him dead most of all. "Why not?" he asked.

Looking down at Parker and seeing the relief on his face, it almost made her want to change her mind. Almost.

"Death is too easy. I want him to suffer." She simply said while still looking at Parker and the renewed fear being placed back in his cold eyes.

"You know, I can make him suffer for days on end," Angelus offered her as he unhinged the hammer and put his gun away.

"Don't tempt me." Buffy told him seriously.

Angelus crouched down to Parker's level and in a soft, deadly voice that only Parker could hear, he told him to get lost or when Buffy wasn't around, he'd finish the job. Parker didn't need to be told twice and ran like a little girl down the alleyway.

As soon as Parker was out of her sight, she allowed herself to breathe once again. She looked up at Angelus and for the first time really looked at him. He wasn't what she pictured her Knight in Shining Armor to be; he definitely had the looks of her Prince Charming with a little dash of a bad boy in him. He was the perfect mix.

"Look, I really don't know what I can do to say thank you. I mean, saying the words doesn't compare to how much I owe you." She told him. To herself, she muttered, "You saved my life."

She thought about all of her options and while giving him a blow-job wasn't exactly a disgusting thought at this point, she didn't want to act the part of a whore that she just told him she wasn't. But it was really the only way she had to thank him.

She looked up at his large, chocolate brown eyes and felt herself being drawn to him. His eyes were like a magnet to her soul. They were connecting, pushing closer and closer together until they were finally one.

She licked her lips, she didn't allow kissing, it was her one rule. Kissing was too intimate, too personal. She stared at his lips and for the first time she wanted to break her rule, say 'To hell with it!' and go for it! But…

She looked down at the dirty, muddy street and thought, "This is all I deserve. I don't deserve a man as handsome as he is. I didn't deserve to be rescued. This is what I am, and all I will ever be."

She dropped to her knees and started to undo his buckle. She was working on his pants button when he stopped the motion of her hands with his.

"Stand up," he ordered her. For some reason she obeyed him.

She was never one to take orders from any male unless he was Gunn, and then, it was only because he was her boss. If he were any one else, she would tell him to fuck off just like she did the rest of them.

He was still holding her hand and walked her to the parking lot where his car was waiting for them. He helped her in the passengers side and shut the door behind her like the gentleman he was. As he got into the drivers side, he saw the look of a very pissed off Riley Finn.

Smirking to his enemy he climbed in the car and started the engine up. They were off to a place where Angelus wanted to sit down and have a little talk with Buffy.

Riley had seen what happened with Buffy and Parker inside the club as well as Angelus. Angelus had gotten outside first and was claimed the "hero" of the night. He was the one that took Buffy home. He was going to be the one to claim her.

"Damn it!" Riley shouted as all he could do was look at the black Ford Four Runner's taillights disappear into the distance.

He wanted Buffy Summers. He always got what he wanted. One way or another, Angelus better enjoy the time he had with her now, because tomorrow morning Riley was going to put a plan into motion for how he could get his hands on her beautiful body.

"Soon my love," he said aloud, "Soon."

TBC…